Saturday, May 27, 2006

For the first time in my life, I really thought that my brother is really my brother. Before it was all fighting and disturbing. Though he might sneak my birthday present outside the door, but still, we weren't exactly close. Until yesterday's dinner, it was really close.

After I collected my result, Miss Wendy told me that I might be going to 3.8. Which is the choice of class that I want to go. And my father kept scolding me, not really scolding. Maybe can be considered, nagging. But I had just to keep silent as I was afraid my father might just flare at me. And all I knew was that I was really scared at that moment.

When we got home, my brother was already back from the camp. I told him about my results. Normally, he would rub it in and make fun of me. Instead, he cheered me up like by saying, hiya, geography? Nevermind one la, last time I also fail. Really, it did help the consoling.

Up till dinner, I was also very scared that my mother would scold and everyone will start rubbing in. But my brother helped me once again. He quickly talk about all the stuff about the time when he went to the jungle not long ago. Until it left me and him, he said, i help you okay! I help talk papa and mama! I was touched, but i couldn't just go up to him and say, oh i love you. Rights? And he'll probably just ask me to go and die.

If you want the lyrics, that from the previous post, I'm to lazy to copy and paste. :))